Post by Dominic Reynolds on Feb 19, 2012 3:36:23 GMT -5
MONDAY NIGHT RAW
It’s only fitting that the new era of Thy WWE begins with our new Unified World Champion Alex Kendall standing triumphantly in the ring with a microphone in his hand. We see the SCW World Title slung over his shoulder, but where is the Unified World Title?
Alex Kendall: "I. Am the best. Wrestler. In the world. Today."
The crowd immediately boos. Deafeningly loud.
Alex Kendall - "Everyone saw me as being just another member of the pack, who was going to come in and promise the world and be unable to deliver. McMahon must have laughed so hard when he saw my contract, thinking I would just be a flash in the pan who he could get rid of the second my shoulders were stuck to the floor. And yet here I am. Here I stand, -still- undefeated, -still- gaining momentum, and after being written off as a mere nuisance, I now stand before you as the pinnicle of this company. I am no longer ignorable. I am no longer the person that people look past. I am the new Thy WWE Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World."
Alex goes to raise the title in his right hand - and then falsely stops, remembering that he doesn't have the belt with him, only the SCW title over his left shoulder.
Alex Kendall - "Oh--excuse me, I've made an error. This is the wrong title entirely. Seems like I was in such a hurry to come out here and brag that I left -my- championship backstage. So, since that's happened, let's try something. I left it right by the entranceway, it's easy enough to spot. Given that I ended the year long reign of the Celtic Warrior, I think it's only fair that we have something special happen. What I would like is for Vincent Kennedy McMahon to admit that his ultimate trump card failed, and to accept defeat like a man - and come out here and personally present me with my championship."
The crowd echoes in boos, but apart from that, there's silence. No movement at the top of the ramp.
Alex Kendall - "I can wait, Vince. God knows there's no one you've got left to sent out and get rid of me, so you might as well--"
After a moment, it's not Vince McMahon who emerges from behind the curtain, but Austin Starr - a look of both embarrassment and utter fury on his face. The crowd's boos seem to almost get louder at his emergence, especially seeing him with the Thy WWE Championship on his shoulder. Starr climbs into the ring, and holds the title in Alex's direction completely at arm’s length. Kendall looks infuriated.
Alex Kendall - "I'm sorry, did I ask for you?"
Starr mutters something under his breath, simply holding the belt out again. Kendall simply carries on.
Alex Kendall - "You know, to some, the General Manager would be an acceptable substitute, but you know what? I take it as an insult. That Vince McMahon, as his empire burns around him, still has too much pride to come out here and tell me that he lost. Now, get out of my sight. Go back there and tell McMahon I'm not moving from this ring until he comes out here and hands me that belt himself."
Starr turns about face slowly, going to leave - when Kendall suddenly grabs him by the shoulder, stopping him.
Alex Kendall - "No, in fact, you know what? I do want it to be you that hands me that belt, Starr, do you know why? Because that right there - you see that little plate on it, the one that says 'Alex Kendall'? You did that. I want you to see that little plate in your head every time you go to sleep at night, and I want you to think of that plate every time McMahon gets in your face and tells you that you failed at your job, because that is -your- doing. The fact that I am in this company, the fact I was still employed after Wrestlemania, the fact that I stand before you as champion, all of that is your fault, and you are to blame."
Kendall slaps himself in the chest, practically yelling straight in Starr's face - who seems too dejected to do anything but take it, even if he is biting his lip in anger.
Alex Kendall - "You made me, Starr. People like you who hide behind a suit, and put people out of work, put companies out of business, that's what you were - and that's what you shaped me into, the second you stepped over SCW to be where you are now. I bet you thought it was a great laugh, walking into McMahon's office and telling him there was a small company in Las Vegas that he can't possibly let expand. When you read the news that we were done, I bet you patted yourself on the back and told you what a great job you must have done, how you showed that Caitlyn Callahan again. Just because you can't get over one loss."
Austin's rage is starting to bubble over. Even Callahan herself is starting to look nervous, but Alex doesn't stop.
Alex Kendall - "But you're the one that brought me here, Austin. You're the one that killed SCW, and now you're going to be the one that killed Thy WWE as well. Because it's not Caitlyn you should be getting mad about. It's me. Get mad about the fact that you brought me here, and the fact that everything you are, everything you pride yourself on being - I am, and I am -better- at it than you. I am a better -wrestler- than you. I am a better -manager- than you. And now, I get the satisfaction of being the man in the suit that kills a company...and I'm doing a hell of a better job, and taking out a far bigger company than you did, Starr."
Alex steps forward, practically yelling in Austin's face.
Alex Kendall - "You are - and you always have been - a poor imitation of Alex Kendall. Now give me my belt and get out of my ring."
Austin takes a step back, taking a hold of the championship in his hand and glaring down at it. Kendall expectantly holds his hand out to take it - only for Starr to fly straight past him, nailing Callahan in the face so hard, it knocks her mask clean off her face!
Don Chuckles - "Jesus Christ! Austin wasn't even going for Kendall!"
Shrieking and crying out, Callahan backs into the corner, desperately covering her face with both hands as her mask slides to the edge of the ring. Austin claws and scrapes along the mat, trying to get at her, but Kendall has already pounced upon him, holding him back, and in a moment, the two are wildly scrapping and brawling on the mat.
Phil Latio - "We need security out here, our General Manager and champion are tearing each other apart!"
There doesn't seem to be any need, as eventually Starr rolls to the ropes and escapes, backing up the ramp. Kendall is absolutely seething. Starr yells insults to Alex, but Kendall isn't even listening. He homes in on the Thy WWE Championship, left behind on the mat, and immediately stomps down on the centre plate - grabbing one of the side straps, and with a mighty tug, rips it clean off.
Phil Latio - "What the hell is he doing!?"
Julian Chichy - "Sewing the seeds of the people's revolution!"
Don Chuckles - "The hell he is! He's destroying our World Championship!"
Julian Chichy - "I think you'll find it's -his- championship now, and he can do what he likes with it!"
Starr is freaking out, speechless as he watches Kendall completely destroy the title with his bare hands right in front of him, ripping the leather and by extension the plates to pieces over the course of a single minute. He reaches down, and with a great heave, rips the nameplate off of the main belt, pointing to his name and yelling 'You did this! Remember you did this!' before throwing the tag at Starr. And then the rest of the fractured title as well.
Julian Chichy - "Viva Kendall! Viva SCW!"
Phil Latio - "...It seems like I say this everytime I see Alex Kendall in the ring, but...what the hell did we just watch? And what does it mean for the company!"
Alex wanders over, taking his SCW World Championship and proudly raises it into the sky to a chorus of boos, before quickly rushing over to a still panicking Caitlyn, helping her to get her mask on. Starr sees his chance, taking the broken belt plate and rushing to the ring, but Kendall quickly escapes out of it - escorting Callahan through the crowd and out of the fire exit. Starr is left with nothing but strips of leather at his feet and fractured gold in his hands.
Don Chuckles: I…I just don’t know what to say.
Phil Latio: I don’t think any of us do Don, I don’t think any of us do.
The show goes to a commercial break as General Manager Starr just looks at the tattered remains of the Thy WWE Unified World Title with a stunned silence befalling him.
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Returning back from the commercial break we hear “I Believe” by Creed blasting out over the arena speakers.
Don Chuckles: Wait a minute! What now!
The fans in the arena come to their feet and show their appreciation as we see Kenneth Walker slowly walk out onto the stage. We can see Kenneth is visibly limping, still showing signs from the war he fought with Christian Knight at Anarchy. Going down and getting inside the ring we see Kenneth ask for a microphone, once he is handed one, the fans in the building start a chant of “Thank you Ken”. As usual, the outpour of emotion from the fans causes Ken to get choked up for a moment before the music stops and he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Kenneth Walker: You know something, from the moment I first came into this business, I was never the strongest, I was never the fastest, I was never the guy doing the commercials, or the guy doing the talk show interviews. But I was the guy who always left every ounce of himself in this ring, after every match. Whether I walked out with my hand raised in victory, or whether I was carried out of the arena on a stretcher, I made sure that each and every single one of you went home satisfied each and every single night that I got the chance to perform for you.
I always told myself that my career would be dictated on my terms.
Don Chuckles: Is Ken about to hang it up?
Phil Latio: I don’t know, it’s lookin that way.
Kenneth Walker: I guess that’s maybe why so many of you in the stands empathize with me. You see me as a figure you can relate to. I’m not a fitness model, I’m not a Hollywood superstar, I’m just a man who lives and breathes the business of professional wrestling. I’m a man who gets to wake up each and every single day and live out a dream that he has had since childhood.
But…
Sometimes that dream has to come to an end.
Some of the fans start to boo.
I always told myself that my career would be dictated on my terms, that when it was time to walk away, that the decision would be mine to make, and mine alone. And honestly up until recently, the thought had never crossed my mind. The events of Wrestlemania, and everything with Knight, and the match with Knight at Anarchy really put things into perspective for me. After getting my ass kicked by Christian for close to twenty minutes, and getting helped to the back, I was ready to finally throw in the towel. I was ready to call it a career.
That was until I got a phone call from Mr. McMahon.
And he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
Don Chuckles: Wait a second….
So now I stand before you right now, here to let each and every single one of you know that I am officially the third member of the General Manager team along with Austin and Valentino.
Turning towards a camera, we can see Ken’s eyes narrow.
I know you’re watching right now old friend, that’s right, it’s time for you and me to make some magic once again.
Phil Latio: This is huge!
”I Believe” comes on once more as the fans cheer their approval at the bombshell that has just been dropped. Our show goes to a commercial break as Kenneth exits the ring and slowly goes up the ramp, slapping hands of fans along the way.
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Don Chuckles: I, I don’t know how we’re supposed to focus after everything we just seen. But we still have a night of action to get underway.
Match 1: Angelina Rain vs. Lady Kenzie vs. Demmi Mae
The commercial ends and we see all three participants in the ring ready to square off. Angelina tries her hands first at Lady Kenzie but Lady Kenzie blocks shoves her off and pushes her, Demmi Mae kicks Lady Kenzie in the stomache and Angelina follows Demmi’s que and clothelines her. They both start stomping Lady Kenzie down with kicks to the body. Demmi Mae mounts Lady Kenzie and starts pumbling her with a barrage of punches and drags Lady Kenzie to her feet, Lady Kenzie blocks Demmi but is greeted with another clothesline from Angelina Rain. Angeline mounts Lady Kenzie and lays on her with a barrage of punches. Angelina scoops her up and sideways slams her, Demmi grabs Lady Kenzie and scoops her up and powerbombs her onto the canvas.
Don Chuckles: This ain’t supposed to be a handicap match it’s supposed to be a triple threat
Phil Latio: Hey it’s called strategy Don, Angelina and Demmi is just trying to take out the greater threat first.
Demmi scoops up Lady Kenzie and tosses her over the top rope sending her tumbling over to the outside of the ring landing in a heap on the canvas below. Demmi Mae and Angelina tie up, both of them try to get the upper hand but Demmi is the one to get the upper hand and shoves her and quickly follows it up with scoop slam and mounts her for the barrage of punches, not finished Demmi scoops her up quickly and delivers a sideways slam and mounts her for a second round of barrage punches. Demmi locks in a arm bar and Angelina is cringing in pain as Demmi locks the move in. Angelina pushes herself towards the ropes but can’t make it and she taps.
Winner by Tapout – Demmi Mae
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Match 2: Kid Kash vs. Sonictaker vs. Edge vs. Undefined
Edge apparently decided to not show up for work so it is down to Kid Kash, Jesse Neal, and Undefined, as Sonic gave his spot in the match to Neal. The three men in the ring give it their all, but it is Kid Kash who is able to eke out the win as he takes advantage of Neal dropping Undefined with a brain buster, but then walks right into the Money Maker pile driver from Kid Kash and gets pinned to take the loss.
Winner: Kid Kash in 10:30 via Money Maker pile driver.
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*When we come back the scene opens in the locker room of Monday Night Raw. You can hear the hollow echoes of people walking past in the hallways and in the distants barbells and weights. Then, undlying all of these sounds you hear a faint chuckle. The chuckling can me heard from the Lockers on the far side of the room. The camera zooms in. A locker door bursts open. Out steps coolly Jamine Creed. He smirks at the camera.*
Jamine: Ah, so I have an audience to entertain yet again, is it not enough to see me win night after night. I mean I'm undefeated. I think the GM knows this because I haven't had a mtach in a while. Of course you dont want to bruise up your best talent too much.
*Jamine walks over to the mirrors and starts posing. Flexes his muscles.*
Jamine: Of course whicjh of the new rookies can say that they've done what I've done? I came in almost unkown and by my second week defeated POT without much trouble at all. But by all measure POT wasn't much of a threat at all. Yet, he proved more then what I can say for Angellus.
*Jamine smirks and laughs. He cocks his head back and bellows so loudly so the rooom fills with his deep rich laughter.*
Jamine: Angellus, Angellus.... Angellus? That name gets more questions then answers. Who was that guy. He sure is a nobdy now. I mean I sent his rep to the grave like I said I would. No one seems to remember a sasquatch walking around grunting while his orangatang buddy went jumping around the ring?
*Jamine looks at the camera and raises a brow and scratches his head.*
Jamine: I thought so.. hmm.. I mean it's not surprising he would be forgotten. All attention is on who else? 'Jamine Creed'. I told the world that i would restore the former glory of the gladiators. I was disappointed when I wasn't given a match when we went to Rome, but whatever. I'm like a fine wine. If you use me when I'm unripe or ripening I'm not as good. But if you let me firment over time, my rage and anticipation will build until I explode on the scene a topple every champion in this business. I already have legened status. But that's not enough. No, I want more. I want......
*Jamine pauses then places his index finger to his chin as he looks up to ponder. The he points at the camera with a big grin.*
Jamine: I want to be that which none can be. i want to be what legends look up to. I want to be the aspiration of the imperfect. I want to become perfection itself.
*Jamine runs to the locker he jumped out of and grabs a pen and paper. he hands it to the camera man. The camera juggles a bit.*
Jamine: Oh, come on dont tell me you've never multi tasked between a camera and a writing before? Any who... take this down....
*The camera shifts abit as you hear scribbling.*
Jamine: I Jamine Creed...No,,,, I the Dictator of Aweosme Creed...
*The scribbling stops. The the camera zooms and a subtitle pops up -really??-.*
Jamine: What? I'm the perfect one here quit questioning me, just worship me and idolize my awesome.
*Jamine kisses his bicep and holds his lips there for a minute.* *Camrea subtitle -Eww..... is this guy for real?-*
Jamine: If I could marry my arm I would. It gives me so much pleasure.
*Jamine stopes and ponders.*
Jamine: okay that didnt sound right but whatever... From now on I shall be known as the docter of sexy, the Surgeon of Awesome. The creator of Perfect!!!! Got it?
*The camera goes up and down as if to nod. Creed Smiles.*
Jamine: Well I'm goin back to my man cave. If you need me just knock.
*Creed walks back into the locker and closes it. The camera fades out as the show goes to another commercial break.*
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Match 3: Danny Daniels vs. Jacob Alexander
(Thy WWE Television Title)
Don Chuckles: We just heard from Jamine Creed, who attacked our new Television Champion at Anarchy. Even though we were told that Creed is not going to be here tonight, he apparently is lurking backstage. Do we think things could explode?
Phil Latio: Maybe…
Looking in the ring and we can see Danny Daniels already in the ring looking at the ramp and waiting for the Television Champion Jacob Alexander to come out from behind the curtains. “I come to play” by Downstait hits the Titantron as Jacobs Video package plays over the big screen showing the match where he won the Television Championship Belt and raising up the title high for all to see. Jacob Alexander comes out from behind the curtains and raises his title again to mimic the image on the big screen of the Titantron.
Overhead Announcer: Coming from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 195 pounds at a height of six feet it’s your Television Champion Jacob Alexander.
Phil Latio: An impressive young man from Canada, we seen him win the newly minted Television Championship Belt, I get a sense that we will see great things from
This competitor here in Thy WWE.
Don Chuckles: I agree, I can’t wait to see how our newly crowned champion defends here tonight against Danny Daniels which also has untapped potential here in Thy and will see that here tonight ladies and gentlemen.
Jacob Alexander slings his championship over his shoulder and walks down the ramp towards the rings and walks up the stairs leaning down under the ropes and hoisting himself into the ring. The referee comes over as Jacob hands him his championship and takes it and slides it to another official outside of the ring. Jacob Alexander gets into his perspective corner as dose Danny Daniels. The referee signals for the bell for so the match can get underway.
Ding Ding Ding
Jacob Alexander and Danny Daniels march towards each other and greet each other with a neck and elbow tie up. Danny Daniels tries to out power him and go for Jacobs leg and he tries to lift it but Jacob plants his leg back down like a tree stump. Danny clings to Jacobs leg and trys again but Jacob won’t budge as he wraps his arm around Danny and plants him with a Package DDT. A sickening thud can be heard as Danny crashes into the canvas. Danny shakes manages to shake off the effects of the DDT as he picks himself up and turns around to only be greeted with a Double Arm DDT this time delivering a more powerful blow to Danny as he went head first crashing into the Canvas. Jacob stalks Danny like prey as he waits for him to get up. Danny Daniels get’s up in a dazed motion and is met with an Exploder Suplex from Jacob. Jacob Alexander goes for the cover…
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Danny breaks the pinfall as a frustrated Jacob drags him to his feet and delivers a German suplex pin the referee drops to the mat as Jacob tries for another pinfall
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Danny doesn’t give up as Jacob shakes his head and to his amazement he see’s Danny start to get up but before Danny has a chance to recover he’s greeted with a spinning back kick to his body which sends him tumbling over. Jacob goes towards the downed body and gathers him up and delivers the Swinging Backbreaker. Not Satisfied with the punishment yet though he looks for the turnbuckle as he climbs each rung until he get’s to the top. He waits as his prey begins to stir down on the mat and begins to get up in a dazed fashion. Danny looks for Jacob in his state of confusion as he scans the ring to find him, confused Danny turns around and when he does he see’s Jacob Alexander flying towards him with a diving clothesline sending him toppling over and crashing back down to the mat.
Jacob goes toward Danny and starts mud hole stomping him and mounts him with a barrage of punches. The punches continue as Danny starts to lose conciousness. Jacob picks up his prey and plants him with another double arm DDT. Jacob goes towards one of the ropes and stalks Danny some more and waits as he stomps his foot and hold onto the rope. Danny is struggling to gain his conciousness as he grabs for the bottom rope and heaves himself up, half way their he grabs the top rope and stand up barely being able to hold himself up he turns around and look at Jacob with wide eyes as Jacob picks up his foot and delivers the Aftershock to Danny Daniels. Jacob goes for the pinfall again.
Phil Latio:This Could be it Don
The referee slides over as Jacob hooks the leg for the pinfall.
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Don Chuckles: And your right Phil, as this young superstar gets yet again another victory proven to us why he’s the champion. Like you said I think this guy will go far.
The official hands the Television Title to Jacob Alexander, he raises it into the air and goes to celebrate, but then the arena big screen comes to life once more and we apparently are treated to another appearance from Jamine Creed.
*Jamine Creed is posing in front of a full body length mirror propped up against a croner of the dressing room. The camrea zooms in. Jamine sees it in the reflection and turns.*
Jamine: Trying to sneak a peek eh? Ha, okay I know you just want me because I"m just so awesome but damn, talk about worse than the poparazzi...
*Jamine adjusts his pants.*
Jamine: I did that because my pants are too Big. I'm not fat I Swear! I mean as the face of Thy WWE iI have to have a perfect image. That's more than what the T.V. Champion Alexander whoever can say.
*Jamine Laughs.*
Jamine: I mean who in their right minds would want him as T.V. champion... I mean T.v> means high rating and high profiled people right? I mean i'm way more fit for that title then him. Of course he got lucky and got to it first. Of course, it's not like I tried. I mean if I really wanted to, I could have had it instantily handed to me on a silver platter literally.
*Jamine pulls a silver platter from behind the mirror.*
Jamine: See I have one here.
*Jamine begins to pull randon things from behind the mirror.*
Jamine: and a silver spoon, a golden watch, a picture of myself..ooo thats going in the mirror.
*Jamine tucks the picture in the corner of the mirror.*
Jamine: Perfection form the perfectionest. Hey have you noticed that people cheer for that no named no life? That guy who's the T.V. Champion? They don't veen know his name they just shout and slob and what ever else they do. I think they think he's some adorable puppy, because of the slobbering... Maybe I can by him a bone for his next title defense. Of course if it's against me I probably just by a leash. You know to keep him on a short leash! Ha!
*Jamine slaps his knee then winks. The arena is silent. Then you can actually here the faintest sound of a cricket.*
Jamine: Really? there's a cricket in here? Well, that goes to show you how much the show is dying off because of failures like that Alexander-what-his-face- failure guy. Management is barley able to hire a Janitor any more. I mean people say he's awesome but that's cool. Because where he gets some awe I get more awe because people love me liike amor!
*Someone laughs in the distance.*
Jamine: Yes finally! It's getting there.
Random far-off voice: I was laughin because you're an idiot!
Jamine: Thank you not wanted citizen!
*Jamine shakes his head and sighs.*
Jamine: Well, it's getting late and a guy with my handsomeness, need to get his bear rest...so.. catch ya later.
The scene then fades as in the ring we can see Alexander visibly stewing with anger as the show goes to another commercial break.
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There weren’t too many things in my life that surprised me, but when she did that, it just made something snap. I finally understood why Kenneth drank for as many years as he did.
Lily: Is this what I need to do to get your attention Austin!
She had put that mask on her face, it was to prove a point, it was to try and get through to me, but, I found myself raising my hand and nearly striking her. But their faces looking up at me with tears in their eyes stopped me.
Such innocence…
Such pain in their eyes…
How dare she?
Voice: ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME DAMN IT!!!
I could already feel the effects of the liquor kicking in, oh how I get it now Kenneth. The booze, it makes things, well it makes things tolerable.
Mr. McMahon: I’m gonna be clear Mr. Starr. You either find a solution for this by the end of the night, or you will be FIRRR-
All of a sudden we hear the door slam open and Jim Cornette walks into the office and stands next to Mr. McMahon.
Jim Cornette: Sorry to interrupt you Mr. McMahon sir.
Ignoring Cornette, we see Vince just stare at General Maanger Starr.
Mr. McMahon: The end of the night Mr. Starr, you’ve got till the end of the night.
Vince leaves the office as General Manager Starr just looks at Jim Cornette, and dismisses him before reaching back down and picking up his bottle of liquor. Bringing it to his lips, we see Jim Cornette sneer as General Manager Starr drinks.
Jim Cornette: Tell me something Austin! Tell me what kind of man and what kind of General Manager you are? You get with that thug Reynolds and set Drew McIntyre up to be attacked at Anarchy in some conspiracy theory to take away his Intercontinental Title. And then, to make matters worse, you allow Sheamus to be defeated by Alex Kendall. Starr! I not only want you to do the right thing and strip Reynolds of the Intercontinental Title, but I want you to book the immediate rematch between Sheamus and that sociopath Alex Kendall for ne-
Standing up, we see General Manager Starr throw his bottle against the wall with an enraged howl.
General Manager Starr:
[/i] Listen to me Cornette! And you listen well, do you want to know why I did what I did to Drew. Let me tell you, I did it because I am sick and tired of people like Sheamus, people like Drew, who can come in here and think that I can be walked over, who think that I can be bullied into fulfilling whatever agenda they may have. Last time I checked, this was my show, guys like Sheamus, guys like Drew, they answer to me! Not the other way around.It’s only fitting that the new era of Thy WWE begins with our new Unified World Champion Alex Kendall standing triumphantly in the ring with a microphone in his hand. We see the SCW World Title slung over his shoulder, but where is the Unified World Title?
Alex Kendall: "I. Am the best. Wrestler. In the world. Today."
The crowd immediately boos. Deafeningly loud.
Alex Kendall - "Everyone saw me as being just another member of the pack, who was going to come in and promise the world and be unable to deliver. McMahon must have laughed so hard when he saw my contract, thinking I would just be a flash in the pan who he could get rid of the second my shoulders were stuck to the floor. And yet here I am. Here I stand, -still- undefeated, -still- gaining momentum, and after being written off as a mere nuisance, I now stand before you as the pinnicle of this company. I am no longer ignorable. I am no longer the person that people look past. I am the new Thy WWE Undisputed Heavyweight Champion of the World."
Alex goes to raise the title in his right hand - and then falsely stops, remembering that he doesn't have the belt with him, only the SCW title over his left shoulder.
Alex Kendall - "Oh--excuse me, I've made an error. This is the wrong title entirely. Seems like I was in such a hurry to come out here and brag that I left -my- championship backstage. So, since that's happened, let's try something. I left it right by the entranceway, it's easy enough to spot. Given that I ended the year long reign of the Celtic Warrior, I think it's only fair that we have something special happen. What I would like is for Vincent Kennedy McMahon to admit that his ultimate trump card failed, and to accept defeat like a man - and come out here and personally present me with my championship."
The crowd echoes in boos, but apart from that, there's silence. No movement at the top of the ramp.
Alex Kendall - "I can wait, Vince. God knows there's no one you've got left to sent out and get rid of me, so you might as well--"
After a moment, it's not Vince McMahon who emerges from behind the curtain, but Austin Starr - a look of both embarrassment and utter fury on his face. The crowd's boos seem to almost get louder at his emergence, especially seeing him with the Thy WWE Championship on his shoulder. Starr climbs into the ring, and holds the title in Alex's direction completely at arm’s length. Kendall looks infuriated.
Alex Kendall - "I'm sorry, did I ask for you?"
Starr mutters something under his breath, simply holding the belt out again. Kendall simply carries on.
Alex Kendall - "You know, to some, the General Manager would be an acceptable substitute, but you know what? I take it as an insult. That Vince McMahon, as his empire burns around him, still has too much pride to come out here and tell me that he lost. Now, get out of my sight. Go back there and tell McMahon I'm not moving from this ring until he comes out here and hands me that belt himself."
Starr turns about face slowly, going to leave - when Kendall suddenly grabs him by the shoulder, stopping him.
Alex Kendall - "No, in fact, you know what? I do want it to be you that hands me that belt, Starr, do you know why? Because that right there - you see that little plate on it, the one that says 'Alex Kendall'? You did that. I want you to see that little plate in your head every time you go to sleep at night, and I want you to think of that plate every time McMahon gets in your face and tells you that you failed at your job, because that is -your- doing. The fact that I am in this company, the fact I was still employed after Wrestlemania, the fact that I stand before you as champion, all of that is your fault, and you are to blame."
Kendall slaps himself in the chest, practically yelling straight in Starr's face - who seems too dejected to do anything but take it, even if he is biting his lip in anger.
Alex Kendall - "You made me, Starr. People like you who hide behind a suit, and put people out of work, put companies out of business, that's what you were - and that's what you shaped me into, the second you stepped over SCW to be where you are now. I bet you thought it was a great laugh, walking into McMahon's office and telling him there was a small company in Las Vegas that he can't possibly let expand. When you read the news that we were done, I bet you patted yourself on the back and told you what a great job you must have done, how you showed that Caitlyn Callahan again. Just because you can't get over one loss."
Austin's rage is starting to bubble over. Even Callahan herself is starting to look nervous, but Alex doesn't stop.
Alex Kendall - "But you're the one that brought me here, Austin. You're the one that killed SCW, and now you're going to be the one that killed Thy WWE as well. Because it's not Caitlyn you should be getting mad about. It's me. Get mad about the fact that you brought me here, and the fact that everything you are, everything you pride yourself on being - I am, and I am -better- at it than you. I am a better -wrestler- than you. I am a better -manager- than you. And now, I get the satisfaction of being the man in the suit that kills a company...and I'm doing a hell of a better job, and taking out a far bigger company than you did, Starr."
Alex steps forward, practically yelling in Austin's face.
Alex Kendall - "You are - and you always have been - a poor imitation of Alex Kendall. Now give me my belt and get out of my ring."
Austin takes a step back, taking a hold of the championship in his hand and glaring down at it. Kendall expectantly holds his hand out to take it - only for Starr to fly straight past him, nailing Callahan in the face so hard, it knocks her mask clean off her face!
Don Chuckles - "Jesus Christ! Austin wasn't even going for Kendall!"
Shrieking and crying out, Callahan backs into the corner, desperately covering her face with both hands as her mask slides to the edge of the ring. Austin claws and scrapes along the mat, trying to get at her, but Kendall has already pounced upon him, holding him back, and in a moment, the two are wildly scrapping and brawling on the mat.
Phil Latio - "We need security out here, our General Manager and champion are tearing each other apart!"
There doesn't seem to be any need, as eventually Starr rolls to the ropes and escapes, backing up the ramp. Kendall is absolutely seething. Starr yells insults to Alex, but Kendall isn't even listening. He homes in on the Thy WWE Championship, left behind on the mat, and immediately stomps down on the centre plate - grabbing one of the side straps, and with a mighty tug, rips it clean off.
Phil Latio - "What the hell is he doing!?"
Julian Chichy - "Sewing the seeds of the people's revolution!"
Don Chuckles - "The hell he is! He's destroying our World Championship!"
Julian Chichy - "I think you'll find it's -his- championship now, and he can do what he likes with it!"
Starr is freaking out, speechless as he watches Kendall completely destroy the title with his bare hands right in front of him, ripping the leather and by extension the plates to pieces over the course of a single minute. He reaches down, and with a great heave, rips the nameplate off of the main belt, pointing to his name and yelling 'You did this! Remember you did this!' before throwing the tag at Starr. And then the rest of the fractured title as well.
Julian Chichy - "Viva Kendall! Viva SCW!"
Phil Latio - "...It seems like I say this everytime I see Alex Kendall in the ring, but...what the hell did we just watch? And what does it mean for the company!"
Alex wanders over, taking his SCW World Championship and proudly raises it into the sky to a chorus of boos, before quickly rushing over to a still panicking Caitlyn, helping her to get her mask on. Starr sees his chance, taking the broken belt plate and rushing to the ring, but Kendall quickly escapes out of it - escorting Callahan through the crowd and out of the fire exit. Starr is left with nothing but strips of leather at his feet and fractured gold in his hands.
Don Chuckles: I…I just don’t know what to say.
Phil Latio: I don’t think any of us do Don, I don’t think any of us do.
The show goes to a commercial break as General Manager Starr just looks at the tattered remains of the Thy WWE Unified World Title with a stunned silence befalling him.
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Returning back from the commercial break we hear “I Believe” by Creed blasting out over the arena speakers.
Don Chuckles: Wait a minute! What now!
The fans in the arena come to their feet and show their appreciation as we see Kenneth Walker slowly walk out onto the stage. We can see Kenneth is visibly limping, still showing signs from the war he fought with Christian Knight at Anarchy. Going down and getting inside the ring we see Kenneth ask for a microphone, once he is handed one, the fans in the building start a chant of “Thank you Ken”. As usual, the outpour of emotion from the fans causes Ken to get choked up for a moment before the music stops and he lifts the microphone to his mouth.
Kenneth Walker: You know something, from the moment I first came into this business, I was never the strongest, I was never the fastest, I was never the guy doing the commercials, or the guy doing the talk show interviews. But I was the guy who always left every ounce of himself in this ring, after every match. Whether I walked out with my hand raised in victory, or whether I was carried out of the arena on a stretcher, I made sure that each and every single one of you went home satisfied each and every single night that I got the chance to perform for you.
I always told myself that my career would be dictated on my terms.
Don Chuckles: Is Ken about to hang it up?
Phil Latio: I don’t know, it’s lookin that way.
Kenneth Walker: I guess that’s maybe why so many of you in the stands empathize with me. You see me as a figure you can relate to. I’m not a fitness model, I’m not a Hollywood superstar, I’m just a man who lives and breathes the business of professional wrestling. I’m a man who gets to wake up each and every single day and live out a dream that he has had since childhood.
But…
Sometimes that dream has to come to an end.
Some of the fans start to boo.
I always told myself that my career would be dictated on my terms, that when it was time to walk away, that the decision would be mine to make, and mine alone. And honestly up until recently, the thought had never crossed my mind. The events of Wrestlemania, and everything with Knight, and the match with Knight at Anarchy really put things into perspective for me. After getting my ass kicked by Christian for close to twenty minutes, and getting helped to the back, I was ready to finally throw in the towel. I was ready to call it a career.
That was until I got a phone call from Mr. McMahon.
And he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.
Don Chuckles: Wait a second….
So now I stand before you right now, here to let each and every single one of you know that I am officially the third member of the General Manager team along with Austin and Valentino.
Turning towards a camera, we can see Ken’s eyes narrow.
I know you’re watching right now old friend, that’s right, it’s time for you and me to make some magic once again.
Phil Latio: This is huge!
”I Believe” comes on once more as the fans cheer their approval at the bombshell that has just been dropped. Our show goes to a commercial break as Kenneth exits the ring and slowly goes up the ramp, slapping hands of fans along the way.
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Don Chuckles: I, I don’t know how we’re supposed to focus after everything we just seen. But we still have a night of action to get underway.
Match 1: Angelina Rain vs. Lady Kenzie vs. Demmi Mae
The commercial ends and we see all three participants in the ring ready to square off. Angelina tries her hands first at Lady Kenzie but Lady Kenzie blocks shoves her off and pushes her, Demmi Mae kicks Lady Kenzie in the stomache and Angelina follows Demmi’s que and clothelines her. They both start stomping Lady Kenzie down with kicks to the body. Demmi Mae mounts Lady Kenzie and starts pumbling her with a barrage of punches and drags Lady Kenzie to her feet, Lady Kenzie blocks Demmi but is greeted with another clothesline from Angelina Rain. Angeline mounts Lady Kenzie and lays on her with a barrage of punches. Angelina scoops her up and sideways slams her, Demmi grabs Lady Kenzie and scoops her up and powerbombs her onto the canvas.
Don Chuckles: This ain’t supposed to be a handicap match it’s supposed to be a triple threat
Phil Latio: Hey it’s called strategy Don, Angelina and Demmi is just trying to take out the greater threat first.
Demmi scoops up Lady Kenzie and tosses her over the top rope sending her tumbling over to the outside of the ring landing in a heap on the canvas below. Demmi Mae and Angelina tie up, both of them try to get the upper hand but Demmi is the one to get the upper hand and shoves her and quickly follows it up with scoop slam and mounts her for the barrage of punches, not finished Demmi scoops her up quickly and delivers a sideways slam and mounts her for a second round of barrage punches. Demmi locks in a arm bar and Angelina is cringing in pain as Demmi locks the move in. Angelina pushes herself towards the ropes but can’t make it and she taps.
Winner by Tapout – Demmi Mae
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Match 2: Kid Kash vs. Sonictaker vs. Edge vs. Undefined
Edge apparently decided to not show up for work so it is down to Kid Kash, Jesse Neal, and Undefined, as Sonic gave his spot in the match to Neal. The three men in the ring give it their all, but it is Kid Kash who is able to eke out the win as he takes advantage of Neal dropping Undefined with a brain buster, but then walks right into the Money Maker pile driver from Kid Kash and gets pinned to take the loss.
Winner: Kid Kash in 10:30 via Money Maker pile driver.
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*When we come back the scene opens in the locker room of Monday Night Raw. You can hear the hollow echoes of people walking past in the hallways and in the distants barbells and weights. Then, undlying all of these sounds you hear a faint chuckle. The chuckling can me heard from the Lockers on the far side of the room. The camera zooms in. A locker door bursts open. Out steps coolly Jamine Creed. He smirks at the camera.*
Jamine: Ah, so I have an audience to entertain yet again, is it not enough to see me win night after night. I mean I'm undefeated. I think the GM knows this because I haven't had a mtach in a while. Of course you dont want to bruise up your best talent too much.
*Jamine walks over to the mirrors and starts posing. Flexes his muscles.*
Jamine: Of course whicjh of the new rookies can say that they've done what I've done? I came in almost unkown and by my second week defeated POT without much trouble at all. But by all measure POT wasn't much of a threat at all. Yet, he proved more then what I can say for Angellus.
*Jamine smirks and laughs. He cocks his head back and bellows so loudly so the rooom fills with his deep rich laughter.*
Jamine: Angellus, Angellus.... Angellus? That name gets more questions then answers. Who was that guy. He sure is a nobdy now. I mean I sent his rep to the grave like I said I would. No one seems to remember a sasquatch walking around grunting while his orangatang buddy went jumping around the ring?
*Jamine looks at the camera and raises a brow and scratches his head.*
Jamine: I thought so.. hmm.. I mean it's not surprising he would be forgotten. All attention is on who else? 'Jamine Creed'. I told the world that i would restore the former glory of the gladiators. I was disappointed when I wasn't given a match when we went to Rome, but whatever. I'm like a fine wine. If you use me when I'm unripe or ripening I'm not as good. But if you let me firment over time, my rage and anticipation will build until I explode on the scene a topple every champion in this business. I already have legened status. But that's not enough. No, I want more. I want......
*Jamine pauses then places his index finger to his chin as he looks up to ponder. The he points at the camera with a big grin.*
Jamine: I want to be that which none can be. i want to be what legends look up to. I want to be the aspiration of the imperfect. I want to become perfection itself.
*Jamine runs to the locker he jumped out of and grabs a pen and paper. he hands it to the camera man. The camera juggles a bit.*
Jamine: Oh, come on dont tell me you've never multi tasked between a camera and a writing before? Any who... take this down....
*The camera shifts abit as you hear scribbling.*
Jamine: I Jamine Creed...No,,,, I the Dictator of Aweosme Creed...
*The scribbling stops. The the camera zooms and a subtitle pops up -really??-.*
Jamine: What? I'm the perfect one here quit questioning me, just worship me and idolize my awesome.
*Jamine kisses his bicep and holds his lips there for a minute.* *Camrea subtitle -Eww..... is this guy for real?-*
Jamine: If I could marry my arm I would. It gives me so much pleasure.
*Jamine stopes and ponders.*
Jamine: okay that didnt sound right but whatever... From now on I shall be known as the docter of sexy, the Surgeon of Awesome. The creator of Perfect!!!! Got it?
*The camera goes up and down as if to nod. Creed Smiles.*
Jamine: Well I'm goin back to my man cave. If you need me just knock.
*Creed walks back into the locker and closes it. The camera fades out as the show goes to another commercial break.*
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Match 3: Danny Daniels vs. Jacob Alexander
(Thy WWE Television Title)
Don Chuckles: We just heard from Jamine Creed, who attacked our new Television Champion at Anarchy. Even though we were told that Creed is not going to be here tonight, he apparently is lurking backstage. Do we think things could explode?
Phil Latio: Maybe…
Looking in the ring and we can see Danny Daniels already in the ring looking at the ramp and waiting for the Television Champion Jacob Alexander to come out from behind the curtains. “I come to play” by Downstait hits the Titantron as Jacobs Video package plays over the big screen showing the match where he won the Television Championship Belt and raising up the title high for all to see. Jacob Alexander comes out from behind the curtains and raises his title again to mimic the image on the big screen of the Titantron.
Overhead Announcer: Coming from Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 195 pounds at a height of six feet it’s your Television Champion Jacob Alexander.
Phil Latio: An impressive young man from Canada, we seen him win the newly minted Television Championship Belt, I get a sense that we will see great things from
This competitor here in Thy WWE.
Don Chuckles: I agree, I can’t wait to see how our newly crowned champion defends here tonight against Danny Daniels which also has untapped potential here in Thy and will see that here tonight ladies and gentlemen.
Jacob Alexander slings his championship over his shoulder and walks down the ramp towards the rings and walks up the stairs leaning down under the ropes and hoisting himself into the ring. The referee comes over as Jacob hands him his championship and takes it and slides it to another official outside of the ring. Jacob Alexander gets into his perspective corner as dose Danny Daniels. The referee signals for the bell for so the match can get underway.
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Jacob Alexander and Danny Daniels march towards each other and greet each other with a neck and elbow tie up. Danny Daniels tries to out power him and go for Jacobs leg and he tries to lift it but Jacob plants his leg back down like a tree stump. Danny clings to Jacobs leg and trys again but Jacob won’t budge as he wraps his arm around Danny and plants him with a Package DDT. A sickening thud can be heard as Danny crashes into the canvas. Danny shakes manages to shake off the effects of the DDT as he picks himself up and turns around to only be greeted with a Double Arm DDT this time delivering a more powerful blow to Danny as he went head first crashing into the Canvas. Jacob stalks Danny like prey as he waits for him to get up. Danny Daniels get’s up in a dazed motion and is met with an Exploder Suplex from Jacob. Jacob Alexander goes for the cover…
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Danny doesn’t give up as Jacob shakes his head and to his amazement he see’s Danny start to get up but before Danny has a chance to recover he’s greeted with a spinning back kick to his body which sends him tumbling over. Jacob goes towards the downed body and gathers him up and delivers the Swinging Backbreaker. Not Satisfied with the punishment yet though he looks for the turnbuckle as he climbs each rung until he get’s to the top. He waits as his prey begins to stir down on the mat and begins to get up in a dazed fashion. Danny looks for Jacob in his state of confusion as he scans the ring to find him, confused Danny turns around and when he does he see’s Jacob Alexander flying towards him with a diving clothesline sending him toppling over and crashing back down to the mat.
Jacob goes toward Danny and starts mud hole stomping him and mounts him with a barrage of punches. The punches continue as Danny starts to lose conciousness. Jacob picks up his prey and plants him with another double arm DDT. Jacob goes towards one of the ropes and stalks Danny some more and waits as he stomps his foot and hold onto the rope. Danny is struggling to gain his conciousness as he grabs for the bottom rope and heaves himself up, half way their he grabs the top rope and stand up barely being able to hold himself up he turns around and look at Jacob with wide eyes as Jacob picks up his foot and delivers the Aftershock to Danny Daniels. Jacob goes for the pinfall again.
Phil Latio:This Could be it Don
The referee slides over as Jacob hooks the leg for the pinfall.
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Don Chuckles: And your right Phil, as this young superstar gets yet again another victory proven to us why he’s the champion. Like you said I think this guy will go far.
The official hands the Television Title to Jacob Alexander, he raises it into the air and goes to celebrate, but then the arena big screen comes to life once more and we apparently are treated to another appearance from Jamine Creed.
*Jamine Creed is posing in front of a full body length mirror propped up against a croner of the dressing room. The camrea zooms in. Jamine sees it in the reflection and turns.*
Jamine: Trying to sneak a peek eh? Ha, okay I know you just want me because I"m just so awesome but damn, talk about worse than the poparazzi...
*Jamine adjusts his pants.*
Jamine: I did that because my pants are too Big. I'm not fat I Swear! I mean as the face of Thy WWE iI have to have a perfect image. That's more than what the T.V. Champion Alexander whoever can say.
*Jamine Laughs.*
Jamine: I mean who in their right minds would want him as T.V. champion... I mean T.v> means high rating and high profiled people right? I mean i'm way more fit for that title then him. Of course he got lucky and got to it first. Of course, it's not like I tried. I mean if I really wanted to, I could have had it instantily handed to me on a silver platter literally.
*Jamine pulls a silver platter from behind the mirror.*
Jamine: See I have one here.
*Jamine begins to pull randon things from behind the mirror.*
Jamine: and a silver spoon, a golden watch, a picture of myself..ooo thats going in the mirror.
*Jamine tucks the picture in the corner of the mirror.*
Jamine: Perfection form the perfectionest. Hey have you noticed that people cheer for that no named no life? That guy who's the T.V. Champion? They don't veen know his name they just shout and slob and what ever else they do. I think they think he's some adorable puppy, because of the slobbering... Maybe I can by him a bone for his next title defense. Of course if it's against me I probably just by a leash. You know to keep him on a short leash! Ha!
*Jamine slaps his knee then winks. The arena is silent. Then you can actually here the faintest sound of a cricket.*
Jamine: Really? there's a cricket in here? Well, that goes to show you how much the show is dying off because of failures like that Alexander-what-his-face- failure guy. Management is barley able to hire a Janitor any more. I mean people say he's awesome but that's cool. Because where he gets some awe I get more awe because people love me liike amor!
*Someone laughs in the distance.*
Jamine: Yes finally! It's getting there.
Random far-off voice: I was laughin because you're an idiot!
Jamine: Thank you not wanted citizen!
*Jamine shakes his head and sighs.*
Jamine: Well, it's getting late and a guy with my handsomeness, need to get his bear rest...so.. catch ya later.
The scene then fades as in the ring we can see Alexander visibly stewing with anger as the show goes to another commercial break.
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There weren’t too many things in my life that surprised me, but when she did that, it just made something snap. I finally understood why Kenneth drank for as many years as he did.
Lily: Is this what I need to do to get your attention Austin!
She had put that mask on her face, it was to prove a point, it was to try and get through to me, but, I found myself raising my hand and nearly striking her. But their faces looking up at me with tears in their eyes stopped me.
Such innocence…
Such pain in their eyes…
How dare she?
Voice: ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME DAMN IT!!!
I could already feel the effects of the liquor kicking in, oh how I get it now Kenneth. The booze, it makes things, well it makes things tolerable.
Mr. McMahon: I’m gonna be clear Mr. Starr. You either find a solution for this by the end of the night, or you will be FIRRR-
All of a sudden we hear the door slam open and Jim Cornette walks into the office and stands next to Mr. McMahon.
Jim Cornette: Sorry to interrupt you Mr. McMahon sir.
Ignoring Cornette, we see Vince just stare at General Maanger Starr.
Mr. McMahon: The end of the night Mr. Starr, you’ve got till the end of the night.
Vince leaves the office as General Manager Starr just looks at Jim Cornette, and dismisses him before reaching back down and picking up his bottle of liquor. Bringing it to his lips, we see Jim Cornette sneer as General Manager Starr drinks.
Jim Cornette: Tell me something Austin! Tell me what kind of man and what kind of General Manager you are? You get with that thug Reynolds and set Drew McIntyre up to be attacked at Anarchy in some conspiracy theory to take away his Intercontinental Title. And then, to make matters worse, you allow Sheamus to be defeated by Alex Kendall. Starr! I not only want you to do the right thing and strip Reynolds of the Intercontinental Title, but I want you to book the immediate rematch between Sheamus and that sociopath Alex Kendall for ne-
Standing up, we see General Manager Starr throw his bottle against the wall with an enraged howl.
General Manager Starr:
Now get out of my office, before I make the same thing happen to you Cornette.
We see General Manager Starr come around the desk and Jim Cornette decides to leave. Anger and alcoholism are clear in Austin’s eyes, looking down at the shards of glass on the ground, we can see General Manager Starr’s reflection staring back at him. Suddenly his eyes light up like he has an idea, grinning to himself maniacally, we see Austin exit his office. What is going on here? Our show goes to another commercial break with a collective feeling of wonder settling on the arena…
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Match 4: Stalker Knight vs. Killa Outlaw
(Winner advances to fight for the vacant title match contract)
When the commercial ends we are taking to see Stalker Knight punching K. Orton in the head. K. Orton starts to kick Stalker Knight in the stomach but Stalker Knight defiantly stands up and ignores the pain in the stomache. Orton goes for another kick but Stalker knight scoops him up and slams him down and goes for the pin. The Referee counts.
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Don Chuckles: Stalker Knight should have known he wouldn't win the match with that.
K. Orton gets up but as he does he gets kicked by Stalker Knight however Orton retaliates by ensuring that Stalker Knight gets hit with a diving elbow smash from. K. Orton moves back to his feet and this Stalker knight with a diving elbow smash, and he hits another diing elbow smash. K. Orton gets back up to his feet again as does Stalker Knight he goes do deal more punishment but is greeted by a t-bone suplex by Stalker Knight
Don Chuckles: If Stalker Knight keeps using moves like that he could win the match.
Stalker Knight is up again. He sends K. Orton flying outside the rings. The Referee starts the count
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Stalker Knight hits a spinning leg lariat on K. Orton sending him to the mat. K. Orton persistantly get up again but Stalker Knight kicks K. Orton in the stomach again he then mounts Orton and pumples him with a barrage of punches to his head. He then executes a spinning back suplex on Orton, Stalker once again get’s to his feet and Orton gets back up in a dazed fasion as well though. Stalker knight delivers a kick to the head of Orton and mounts him again with a barrage of punches to the head. Orton starts to battle back as he shoves him away and delivers an elbow to the face of Stalker Knight and follows it up with a Veritical Suplex and he delivers vertical suplex after suplex, going into the sixth, seventh… eight suplex, and the suplexes continue until K.Orton reaches twelve and he goes for the pinfall as the refree covers.
Phil Latio: K. Orton is doing quite well at this point in the match, he might just win this one.
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Don Chuckles: K. Orton has won the match!
Winner: Killa Outlaw.
KO then goes up the ramp celebrating as the show goes to another commercial break.
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Match 5: Christian Knight vs. “The Saviour” Jacob Senn
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Steve Cruise: The following match is scheduled for one fall and the winner will advance in the tournament for the vacant title shot. Introducing first...
Chet: From New York, New York. Weighing in at 210 lbs... Christian Knight!
Knight gets to the ring and takes a moment to look out at the crowd who seem to be giving him disapproving gestures. He doesn't care, he enters the ring and just simply and patiently waits for Jacob Senn to arrive.
Chet: And his opponent... From New York, New York. Weighing in at 247 lbs... "The Saviour" Jacob Senn!
Jacob Senn stares a hole into Christian Knight as he slowly struts down the entrance ramp. The two's intensity is felt all over the arena.
Jacob rolls under the bottom rope and Knight advances on him. The ref calls for the bell knowing what's next, a fat boot to the side of Senn's face! Senn hasn't even risen yet and Knight is going to work on his back now slapping him with hard haymaker blows across the shoulders and back.
Knight tries to lock Jacob in an early hold but Jacob's having nothing of it and pushes to his feet. He pushes Knight back violently and when Knight charges again he elbows Knight in the face. Knight staggers back a step until Jacob steps forward and Knight quickly suplexes him down into the center of the ring.
Knight gets on top of Jacob and begins to nail him with rights and lefts but after a moment Jacob powers out and actually rolls Knight over. Jacob begins to reply back with punches of his own until the referee breaks the men up. The referee warns Jacob not to use closed fists and Jacob responds back by leaning down and punching Knight in the forehead.
The referee warns Jacob that if he does it again he's going to disqualify him. Jacob balls his fist to punch again but Knight shoves him off. Knight and Jacob both rise and stand off in the middle of the ring. Jacob moves first and Knight dodges the blow, Knight throws a fist and Jacob is caught in the eye by it. Jacob turns around holding his eye and Knight runs up from behind to drop him in a bulldog but Jacob grabs the top rope and Knight falls by himself.
As Knight sits prone Jacob kicks foward and with the toe of his boot hits the bottom of Knight's spine.
Knight looks stunned and Jacob stomps him in the back of his neck. Knight holds his head and Jacob pulls him up his his feet. Jacob goes for a snapmare but Knight blocks it and then shoves Jacob forward. Jacob turns quickly and hits Knight with a few mui thai kicks before finishing him off with a spinning roundhouse to the side of the face that drops him. Jacob hooks a leg.
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Knight is snapmared successfully this time and Jacob follows it up with a second kick to the spine of Knight. Knight looks in deep pain as Jacob sits on his back and applies a horribly sloppy camel clutch.
Jacob grinds his teeth as he pulls back hard but Knight is able to separate his hands. Knight quickly turns and catches Jacob off guard with a clothesline. Jacob hits the mat and Knight leans down for a submission of his own but Jacob is lying in wait and he nails Knight in the head with a knee. Knight falls to one knee and Jacob uppercuts him in the jaw.
The commentators suddenly both gasp as they see Jacob lifts Knight to his feet, Knight pushes him back, and then charges him but is dropped in a wicked cross body. Knight covered.
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Jacob quickly gets up, grinning, almost looking happy Knight kicked out already. Knight looks a bit worse for wear and Jacob quickly moves behind him and tries to lock him in a surfboard stretch.
Knight gets to his feet and Jacob hits him with some mui thai elbow strikes from behind. Knight turns and goes for a wild swing but Jacob ducks it, sweeps Knight's feet out from under him, and then drops an elbow to his chest. Knight covers him.
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Twoooooaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Shoulder up!
Knight elbows Jacob in the face from the floor and then gets to his feet. Jacob goes for a punch but Knight blocks it and then dips down and surprises Jacob with a power slam! The crowd let out a mixed reaction as there seem to be a few Knight fans in the house, and he goes for the pin.
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Two....2...Kicked out!
Jacob elbows Knight in the face as he kicks out and then to the crowd's delight he raises him to his feet and signals for the Revelation. Jacob tries to finish Knight off but Knight jabs him hard in the ribs and then whips him onto his back with a hip toss. Jacob seems winded and Knight drops a slow heavy elbow to Jacob's sternum. The referee moves down to count but Knight rises and brings Jacob to his feet.
Jacob twitches for a moment landing hard on his side and Knight covers him.
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Th...Kickout!
Jacob is unable to get his shoulder up but kicks out hard enough to moves his body away from Knight but not far enough that Knight can't grab him in an armbar.
Knight punishes Jacob's shoulder as Jacob kicks his legs, spinning them around on the mat until Jacob can wrap his legs around the bottom rope of the ring. Knight growls as the referee tells him to break the hold. He counts.
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Three
F...Scorch lets go.
Knight pulls Jacob to his feet but Jacob pushes Knight off him. The crowd pop as Jacob dives forward and hits him with a clothesline. Knight pops back up to his feet quickly but Jacob turns and hits a picture perfect dropkick and the crowd is loving it. Jacob waits for Knight to raise and the crowd get to their feet. When Knight gets to his feet, Jacob pounces and goes for a kick, but Knight ducks and zaps Jacob on the chin with his Lights Out kick. Jacob falls to the ground and Knight immediately hooks the leg. 1…2….3!
Winner: Christian Knight in 14:32 via Lights Out.
Don Chuckles: There you have it! Christian snaps his losing streak, and in a huge way, he will move on next week to face K Orton with the winner getting sole possession of the title match opportunity.
Phil Latio: Should be good.
“My Own Hell” by Five Finger Death Punch comes on the speakers cutting off the victory celebration of Knight. We see General Manager Starr stagger his way out onto the top of the ramp and down to the ring. Getting inside, we see him dismiss Knight and Senn, threatening to fire both of them unless they get the hell out right now. Knight ponders disobedience for a moment, but then leaves the ring along with Senn. General Manager Starr gets a microphone and looks towards the back.
General Manager Starr:[/i] I…it’s so simple. I couldn’t believe I didn’t think of this sooner. Looking at the shattered pieces of glass on the floor in my office, staring back at my own blood shot, stress fueled face, it all came to me in a wave.
The answer is the face behind the glass.
The face behind the mask…
This entire time my attention, my focus has been on trying attack Alex Kendall head on. But the real key, the real key, is her.
How could I have not seen this sooner?
She is his proverbial Achilles Heel…she is and always has been the key.
Miss Callihan.
So I’ve decided. You see Alex Kendall defeating Sheamus at Anarchy was something that I was not expecting. I am down, but definitely not out.
But are you ready for this Alex.
Because I am issuing a bounty, but not on your head Alex…because I already tried that once, money was not right motivational tool.
It’s on you Caitlin and your mask.
The man who brings me the mask of Caitlin Callihan will automatically become the new number one contender to Alex Kendall’s title.
Don Chuckles: That is huge! Oh my god!
General Manager Starr: Watch your back Alex. Or should I say…watch her back.
This is going to be fun to watch…
“My Own Hell” comes on once again as General Manager Starr starts to laugh in the ring as the credits come on and the show goes to black.
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